Life on a family farm
in the wilds of
Upstate New York
Friday, August 21, 2015
How can it Be
That we are blessed with so much grace? Butterflies have always puddled in the road behind the barn...in other places too, but I could always count on finding a dozen or so of the little yellow jobs with pink edges and eyes like tennis balls sipping the ground over there. However, this year has been insane for butterflies. Great big blue and black ones that I think are Red-spotted Purples dance over the fields. Your usual Cabbage Whites, Skippers, a Great Spangled Frittilary here and there, and many others that I can't name (could anyone suggest a good field guide?) fly everywhere you look. One day Beck was feeling low and went to the barn and was surrounded by dozens floating all around her....instant cheer on wings.
Last night even the boss remarked on them so we all went over for a look. There were quite a few but it was too dark for photos.
Today Peggy is with her other gramma and things are very quiet here, so I took a walk up behind the barn to see how many had come after last night's rain. The answer to that question?
Thousands I counted over fifty Checkerspots in six feet of road....just one side. The yellow ones were not as thick as some years but there were plenty....plus lots of others. I don't know how we rate to have so many, but we are sure enjoying them. ***Anyone who knows butterflies, please feel free to chime in with species....